Thinkingness

 Radioshowhost: Make sure you have your radio on at all times.
                            And if you get confused, just listen to the music.
                            It's what I do.

Apheida: I'm a philosopher, and I'm a thinking mess!
                Healer, can you help me?

Ruphus: Can I?

Apheida: I don't know.

Ruphus: Neither do I.

Apheida: Why is it so?

Ruphus: I don't know.

Apheida: What can I try?

Ruphus: To let be with peace and love in your heart.

Apheida: The thinking mess? But, it's in the head!

Ruphus: Are you sure?

              I was fully
              with heart
              Voller Herzens
              war ich
              denkend
              as I thought.

Apheida: Sure you were. Not I!

Ruphus: We already know how.
               We've just forgotten.

Apheida: Forgotten what?

Ruphus: To remember.
               But most of all, we've forgotten to love.
               We are humamantis, loving beings born of Earth, after all.

Apheida: Earthly beings full of love?
                Loving Earthborn creatures?
                Beings born of love? To love?
                Earth which carries water,
                full of air and fires burning, too,
                and voids of space.

Ruphus: Yes.

Apheida: Whatever love is.

Ruphus: Indeed, my dear, love is. 

Apheida: Sure, love the art.
                But why glamorize the artist?

Ruphus: Expressions of love.

Apheida: I think not.

Ruphus: You're welcome.